Subj: Re: interesting
Date: 5/7/01 4:34:36 AM Pacific Daylight Time
From: slutslave201@hotmail.com (slut slave)
To: MistressCinamon@aol.com

>Dear greg,
> That is a very nice story. Plagiarism is a serious offense, I hope you
>know that.
>
> If that is a story you wrote, kindly send it again with your copyright
>and permission to post it on my site. I liked it.
>
> If that is not a story you wrote yourself and you are unable to pay
>for
>my story telling services, please, do not bother me again. I don't have the
>time.
> Mistress Cinamon

Please forgive any misunderstanding Mistress. First, I don't think either of
us realized what time zones we were in last night. I wanted to speak to you
at 9:00 but I live on the east coast and when I called, Mistress Simone said
you were taking a break. She then suggested that I call at 9 when you would
be back but unfortunately, that would have been midnight for me. So I had a
session with Mistress Simone.

Since she doesn't have email, I gave her the basic outline of the story. I
also told her that I had met a dominant man whose cock I wanted to be
ordered to suck. Mistress Simone did indeed order me to do so.

As for the story, its mine. I did write it and post it to several
boards...it's even possible that others have reposted it. I believe the name
I used was slut slave felicia. There isn't a formal copyrite but I would
copyright it to felicia, 2000 and you do have my permission to use it as you
wish.

If you have any interest in speaking with me, or any interest in giving me
orders for my afternoon rendezvous with Jack (the dominant male whose cock
I'm going to suck until he comes all over my face) please email me before
12:30 PST. Actually you can email me anytime...if you're still interested
I'll call.

slut slave felicia

This story is a fantasy but there isn’t anything in this story that i
wouldn’t do for a dominant woman who loves me. If you are interested in this
type of a relationship, please send me e-mail: slutslave201@hotmail.com

This fantasy should give you an insight into what kind of slave i could be.
It should also give you an idea about how serious i regard my commitment to
female domination.

Samantha and i met at a social gathering and hit it off almost immediately.
Within weeks, we were a serious couple. We had similar interests (though
differing opinions) and really got along well with each other. In no time at
all, we both knew we were falling in love. In spite of Her great beauty,
what i valued most were Her intelligence and Her sense of humor (often
indicative of great intelligence.)

i’m sure my marriage proposal did not come as a complete surprise to
Samantha. But Her response to me was certainly unexpected. She explained
that She loved me dearly and would be very happy to marry me were it not for
one problem. i asked Her to explain.

“Our sex life is not completely fulfilling for Me,” She explained. This came
as a shock to me as i (typical male) hadn’t noticed any problems. “I mean I
love it when you worship My Asshole and My Pussy but I don’t enjoy providing
you with oral sex. And let’s face it, your cock isn’t enough to satisfy any
woman.

“I never mentioned anything to you because in every other way our
relationship is perfect. And as long as we weren’t married, the situation
wasn’t permanent. Up to this point I’ve been faithful to you but I can’t
spend the rest of my life making love with a tiny cock like yours.

“If I agree to marry you, I insist on complete control of our sex life. That
means, as payback for all the inadequate sex you’ve been providing me, I
will no longer be a one-man woman. I will sleep with whomever I desire, man
or woman, You, on the other hand will do any and everything I desire, no
matter how you feel about it. If you truly love me, you will prove it by
accepting me as your Mistress and ruler of your sex life ‘till death do us
part. Agreed?”

What could i say? i loved Her and couldn’t bear to be without Her. “Yes my
love, i will do anything You ask of me.”

“Well, then the answer is YES. I’d love to marry you. And until the day we
are married, our sex life will be as it always has been. But remember, when
we make our vows on the altar, you will be making a silent vow to obey Me in
all sexual matters for the rest of your life. I will not back down on this.
Refusal on your part, at any time, will result in divorce. Understood?”

“Yes my love.”

Believe it or not, despite the conversation that had just transpired, i was
on cloud nine - i couldn’t have been happier. Maybe this is what I always
wanted. Who knows?
What i do know is that for the term of our engagement, not another word was
mentioned about our future sex life. As for our present sex life, i did my
best to please Samantha but she was never overbearing or demanding. She
remained faithful to me and continued to allow me to make love to Her.

Two nights before our wedding (according to superstition, we would not see
each other again until we met on the altar) Samantha reminded me of our
agreement and asked if i still wished to comply.

“Yes, most certainly.”

“Well then, tonight is the last time you will make love to Me for quite some
time. In terms of your sexual activity, consider this our wedding night. But
I will make it extra special for you if you agree to one additional
condition.”

“Of course my love, what is it?”

“Underneath your tuxedo, I want you to wear a pair of my leopard print
panties and a pair of pink pantyhose. Can you handle that?”

“Of course.”

And then we made love like never before. i’d like to think Samantha enjoyed
it as well. If not from the physical stimulation then perhaps from the
knowledge that She would henceforth and forever more, control when, if, and
how i would achieve future orgasms.

The next day was a blur, running errands and tying up loose ends. i had our
best man pick up our luggage and deliver it to our honeymoon suite so that
we wouldn’t have to bother with it on our wedding night. As for the wedding
itself, it went off beautifully. When we got into the limo (we had our own
limo all to ourselves) Samantha ordered me to kneel in front of her and pull
down my pants.

“I’m glad to see you wearing your panties and pantyhose. Pull them down for
me so I can install your chastity device. I got you a cb-2000 because it is
all plastic — you’ll have no problem wearing it through the airport.

“Get used to wearing it. Aside from the times I grant you permission to
ejaculate, it is to remain locked on you. How often it comes off depends on
your behavior and my whim though I’m sure we can find time for you to
release at least once on our honeymoon.

“But, while I’ll be having multiple orgasms tonight, you will remained
locked in your cb-2000. And you will obey every command I give you. Tonight
is more than our first night of marriage — it is a test to see if you are a
man your word.

“Now open that bottle of champagne and let’s celebrate”

And we drank our champagne as the limo whisked us to our reception. Just
before we got there, Samantha asked me to give her my glass. Pulling her
panties aside, she placed the glass below Her Pussy and filled it with Her
Golden Nectar. As She handed me the glass She said:

“I’m sure you don’t want your new Bride to use a cold, unsanitary, public
restroom when she has her gallant personal urinal kneeling before her?”

“No Mistress, i’d be honored to serve you in this manner” and then i gulped
down the heavenly beverage She had provided for me.

“Not so fast...in the future you will learn to savor My Nectar.” And with
that She spit into my mouth before we exited the limo.

After the reception, we went to the hotel. Our suite was on the 15th floor
so we took the glass elevator. Once inside the glass vehicle, Mistress
ordered me to kneel as she placed a collar around my neck and attached a
leash to it. When the elevator doors opened Samantha pulled me along with
the leash while i crawled on my hands and knees to keep up with her. When we
got to our room, Samantha sat on my back and rode me like a pony as we
crossed the threshold.

Once inside, Samantha ordered me to remove my shirt and my undershirt.
Opening up her suitcase, She removed a black bra.

“Come over here” She ordered. i did as She said and suddenly i felt her
putting the bra on me.

“OK, now put a white shirt on.” You could clearly see the outline of the bra
under my shirt.

“As you know, I’m going to have sex tonight. I’ve already chosen my lover.
But I have two problems. First, he’s going to want a blowjob and you know
how I hate to do that. And second, he wants to have anal sex, which I refuse
to do. So I need your help.

“I want you to go to the bar and order a drink. When the waitress arrives
with your drink, ask her where the men’s room is. After she’s left, take a
cocktail napkin and go to the men’s room. Enter one of the stalls, closing
(but not locking) the door behind you. Place your cocktail napkin so that it
straddles the top of the door.

“The next man to enter that stall will be my lover. You are to suck  his
cock until he shoots his sperm all over your face. Do not refuse this...I’m
sure you don’t want our marriage getting off on the wrong foot.

“I will be sitting at your table waiting for your return. You are to step
out of the bathroom and return to your seat. Heaven help you if your face
isn’t covered in sperm. Do I make Myself understood?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Then get going.”

And so, after having to endure the glares of all the patrons in the bar,
especially the beautiful waitress who delivered my drink, i made my way to
the Men’s room. As instructed, i closed the stall door and placed my
cocktail napkin on top of the door. i then sat down and waited for Mistress’
lover to enter.

i tried to imagine whose cock i’d be sucking? Would i enjoy it, would he
enjoy it. What would he taste like? Would i please My Mistress?

After several false alarms, the door to the stall opened. Mistress had
chosen a young stud. Dennis couldn’t have been more than 21 years old and
had the looks of a classic mid western farm boy — kind of wholesome. Until i
noticed his skintight jeans couldn’t hide what looked to be a nine inch one
eyed monster.

“I want you to know that I’m not gay. But I love to get my cock sucked and I
can’t wait to make love to your wife. Especially on your wedding night. Now
get to work!”
i reached out and pulled him towards me. With a shaking hand, i unsnapped
his jeans and then i hesitated. This was a turning point. If i maintained my
strict heterosexual orientation i would lose Samantha. She promised that
She’d divorce me if i disobeyed me. As She also said, this was a test to see
if i was a man of my word.

It really wasn’t that difficult of a choice. Suck another man’s cock or lose
all contact with the Woman i loved.

“What’s the delay? I thought I gave you an order!”

As i opened my mouth to answer him, he shoved his mammoth cock into my
mouth. Suddenly i was filled with this massive shaft. i could feel his pulse
on my tongue. It tasted wonderful and i loved the texture as it slid in and
out of my mouth. Indeed i felt a sense of regret when he removed his cock
from my mouth. But i knew what to do next to please my Mistress. i closed my
mouth and moved my face into position to receive Dennis’ sperm.

Now i know what the expression “hot & heavy” means. i felt spurt after spurt
hit my face, coating every square inch with Dennis’ sperm.

Dennis waited in the men’s room as i left to meet my Mistress. On the way to
our table i ran into the waitress who had served me earlier. One glance at
my face and her smile was soon replaced by a look of contempt and utter
disgust. Mistress, on the other hand, had a very different reaction...She
laughed.

“Looks like Dennis missed a spot,” She said as She spat on my face, covering
the one millimeter Dennis missed. “Now get up to the 15th floor and wait by
the elevator for Dennis and I to return. I expect to see Dennis’ gift
hardening on your face the next time we meet.”

“Yes Mistress.”

And so i waited by the elevator for over an hour. Finally my Mistress and
her Lover emerged from the elevator.

“Follow us on your hands and knees, slave.”

When they got to the door, they held each other in a deep embrace and kissed
deeply. Mistress broke the embrace to issue an order.

“Get your head under My dress. you won’t find any panties there. Instead, I
want you to stick your tongue in My Asshole and keep it there.” She then
resumed Her passionate embrace.

Finally Mistress ordered me to remove my tongue and the three of us entered
the suite. i was stripped, handcuffed and ordered to kneel by the side of
the bed. The bed was not empty for long as Mistress and Her Lover soon were
making love right before my eyes...what a lucky slave i was.

i also got to hear something i obviously had never heard before: the sounds
of my Mistress’ orgasm. These were sounds that i had been unable to elicit
from Samantha. i truly felt a sense of sorrow that She had been denied such
joy for so long. And i felt truly blessed that She still had married me. i
would do anything for Her happiness.
Finally after an hour and at least 7 orgasms for Samantha, it came to an
end. With my Mistress on top, Dennis finally ejaculated. Samantha rolled
over onto Her back and ordered Dennis to release me so that i could clean
his cock.

After a few minutes of this Mistress noticed that Her Lover was once again
erect.
“slave, kneel between legs and clean My Pussy. I want it to be sperm free.
As a reward, I’m going to allow Dennis to rape your asshole.”

“Thank you Mistress,” as i began to extract another man’s sperm from my
Wife’s Pussy. i wouldn’t rest until She was clean and i could once again
taste Her lovely ambrosia.

Meanwhile Dennis was ramming his cock into my asshole. It hurt like hell but
once it was in, my body adjusted to it and i began to love it. i had never
felt anything so great as this.

Alas it was over all to soon. Just as i had removed the last vestiges of
Dennis’ sperm from Samantha’s pussy, i felt spurt after spurt of Dennis’
sperm shooting into my asshole. It felt wonderful and i was truly sorry when
he removed his cock from inside of me.

Dennis had to leave but Mistress told me to stay on the bed, lying on my
stomach with my head in a pillow. She got up to walk Dennis to the door and
give him a good night kiss.

After the door closed, i heard Samantha rummaging around in one of her
suitcases.
“Get up on all fours, spread your legs and face the wall slave. And not one
word from your mouth.”

Mistress then got up on the bed behind me. Soon i felt something poking my
asshole...She was wearing a strap on and She began to rape me. Every so
often She would withdraw and have me lick Dennis’ sperm off her strap on.
When She tired, She simply collapsed on top of me with the strap on still
inside of me. As i drifted off to sleep, i reflected on my day. i realized
how lucky i was...this was going to be a great marriage.



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